"You don't even know me? Take a closer look at my handsome face!"
Fang Xing was a little angry. Fang Xing was quite happy when he saw this group of vigilant white-clothed monks at the beginning. Dan didn't recognize himself at all, and shot without distinguishing between good and bad, but immediately became annoyed. When he returned to the market last time, Lao Xie had already summoned all the ministries of the market to pay a visit to him. Even if it's just once, you should be no stranger to yourself.
In addition, Shenxiu's little bald donkey and her big cousin are by her side, so who can she pay for losing face
He decided to give these bastards one last chance to see who the young master is!
Unexpectedly, one of the leaders of the group of white-clothed monks did look down at him, but he only gave him a cold glance, and then said coldly: "Where you are wild monks, the Taishang Dao was born, and Guixu is no longer You can come and go as freely as before, it is already a serious crime for you to trespass the gate of the Supreme Dao Mountain, you will be arrested immediately and sent out, if you dare to resist, you will be shot and taken!"
boom!
When the other monks heard the words, they immediately slammed down their magic weapons.
But he immediately jumped up in a fit of anger: "Damn it, it's against you!"
It's fine if you don't recognize yourself, but dare to fight yourself
This really made the little devil unhappy.
boom! boom! boom!
At least seven or eight divine lights shot down at Fang Xing at the same time, and several others shot at the eldest cousin and the little monk Shenxiu.
"Damn it, if you don't shake your prestige, you don't know who I am..."
Fang Xing gritted his teeth in hatred, his figure flashed suddenly, and he disappeared on the ground. When he reappeared, he suddenly appeared behind a monk in white who was attacking him. He raised his hand and pushed him. The monk fell out, knocking down four or five monks around him like a spinning top. For a moment, the formation of all the monks in white was chaotic, and the exclamation rang out.
"What kind of cultivation is this wild monk, so fast?"
The leader of the monks in white was frightened by Fang Xing's move and broke out in a cold sweat, and quietly pinched a jade talisman in his hand.
"Which clan are you from? Even if you don't recognize me, you must know my name!"
After Fang Xing shot, he didn't make any further moves, but stood in the air with his hands behind his back, and said to the leader, the white friar, with a very unfriendly expression. After all, for him, it is just a lesson to these short-sighted guys. It is impossible to kill. After all, the people who return to the ruins are considered to have an affair with him no matter what they say: "Young master is your Master Fang Xingfang!" !"
After finishing speaking, Wensi didn't move, and put on a big man's air, waiting for the group of people to kneel down and shout, "You can't see Mount Tai with eyes!"
Unexpectedly, when this name was uttered, the few white-clothed monks with lower cultivation bases did not respond at all, but the head monk in the middle of the golden core trembled violently, and crushed the jade between his fingers by mistake. Fu, tremblingly said: "You... your name is Fang Xing?"
"You bastards, isn't my senior brother the famous Fang Xing? Come and see me soon!"
Before Fang Xing could speak, the little monk Shenxiu had already jumped up arrogantly, yelling brazenly.
"Okay... okay... villain Lu Xianmang, greetings... Lord of Return to the Ruins..."
The cultivator in the Golden Core Realm's eyes flickered a few times, and he bowed slowly and said respectfully.
With him leading the head, the rest of the monks also bowed down one after another, saluting hesitantly.
Fang Xing frowned, but kept his composure, and simply showed enough pomp and said, "Where is Lao Xie, take me to see him!"
Lu Xianmang said: "The Evil Venerable is in command of the Northern Territory Taishang Dao, not in the market, the villain should first invite the market master to return to the palace!"
"Oh Well… "
Fang Xing agreed, then glanced at the little monk Shenxiu, and walked ahead.
Down below, the eldest cousin sitting on the back of the strange fish hesitated to speak, but finally said nothing and followed with a sneer.
The monk in white, Lu Xianmang, rushed ahead and led the way. A group of more than a dozen people guarded Fang Xing, Shenxiu, and the eldest cousin, and rushed to the depths of Guixu. At this time, Guixu looked like a beast. It was much less, probably because the Japanese attacked the Huangfu family's land and let go of a large number of beasts, but most of them never returned, making this piece of forest much quieter than before.
On the way, Fang Xing looked around, as if nothing had happened, with a curious look on his face.
Shenxiu was even more amazed, she was surprised when she saw everything, and she touched her bald head in admiration.
On the contrary, the eldest cousin was calm, sitting on the strange fish, lowered her eyelids, and looked indifferent.
Not long after, there was a gust of fairy wind in front, but four or five auspicious clouds greeted them. Above the clouds were four or five old men in white robes, all of whom were of Jindan Mahayana cultivation. They saluted Fang, and one of them, an old man with white beard and hair, greeted him with a big smile, and said from a distance: "The Lord of the Market is back today, and I have put down a big stone in my heart!"
Fang Xing watched him approaching with a blank expression, stretched out his hands, as if wanting to talk to him, and remained motionless.
And the old man also had a look of displeasure flashing across his face, but the hands that were stretched out did not stop. When Fang Xing was more than ten feet away, the palms that seemed to be holding Fang Xing's arms With a sudden flip, he suddenly picked up a seal, and his spiritual power was soaring. The pill light was like a sharp and unparalleled sword, cutting straight towards Fang Xing's chest, and his hands turned into sharp claws. It stabbed towards Fang Xing's chest, and in a short while, the killer was killed, leaving no way out.
At the same time, Lu Xianmang, who was behind Fang Xing, also suddenly pressed his hands together, but raised a dark iron chain, and put it on Fang Xing's neck, and at the same time, hundreds of flying swords came from his sleeves. Fly out and insert behind Fang Xing.
Facing this sudden change, Fang Xing's indifferent face remained motionless, as if he hadn't reacted at all.
Lu Xianmang and the old man of Jindan Mahayana already showed a hint of joy on their faces that their scheme had succeeded.
But just when their spells were about to fall on Fang Xing, Fang Xing suddenly leaned slightly, clenched a fist with one hand, and punched the Jindan Mahayana elder in front of him abruptly. It was ordinary, but it contained indescribable terrifying strength. Just the wind of the fist suddenly shattered the pill light that swept over, and then punched towards the old man's claws.
"boom!"
The fists and claws met and collided firmly.
But in the end, it was the sharp claws of the Jindan Mahayana old man who touched Fang Xing's seemingly ordinary fist, but instead of tearing his five fingers as he wished, his nails, which were sharper than magic soldiers, were broken inch by inch , flicked in all directions, and Fang Xing's fist was as strong as it was firm, and it hit the Jindan Mahayana old man's chest directly, and smashed into a pit. After that, he raised his palm again, not yet When the old man flew upside down, he grabbed his neck and forcibly pulled him back from the distance.
As for the flying sword attacking behind him, Fang Xingli didn't even think about it. The little monk Shenxiu just said a word of Buddha's prayer at this moment, and slowly closed his hands. The iron chain and even the flying sword in Lu Xianmang's hand were suddenly struck by a hard Pulled by the strange force described, it flew towards the two fat sleeves of the little monk Shenxiu at the same time, and they were all submerged in it, and there was no more movement...
In just one stroke, the Great Elder was captured, which shocked all the cultivators around him, who couldn't believe their eyes.
Fang Xing didn't even look at them. With five fingers tightened, he lifted the old Xiu by the neck and lifted him into the air. Looking straight into his eyes, he said coldly, "In Guixu, the monk of Jindan Mahayana When did it become so worthless? Four or five people I haven’t seen appeared all of a sudden, don’t be ridiculous, tell me, who are you and where is Lao Xie now?”
"The owner of the ruins has a decree. Anyone who trespasses and returns to the ruins will be killed. Little monk, you..."
The white-bearded old Xiu who was caught by him narrowed his pupils, submerged his spiritual power, and shouted in a low voice, as if he wanted to threaten.
"Who is the market owner you are talking about? A donkey?"
Fang Xing ignored him at all, and when he heard the word "Ruizhu" from his mouth, his eyes were slightly startled, and he spoke jokingly.
"Bold madman, how dare you insult the young master of our clan... This old man wants to tear you to pieces..."
When Lao Xiu heard Fang Xing's words, his brows were filled with anger, and he opened his mouth to scold.
"Not a donkey?"
Fang Xing's gaze turned cold, and suddenly his five fingers forcefully tore his neck, then he raised his palm up, and then waved his hand down, striking directly on his sky cap, even the one who wanted to escape The spirit and soul were extinguished together, then withdrew their palms, clapped their hands as if nothing had happened, and then looked at the other monks: "He won't say it, so let you do it!"
"Tell me, who is the Market Master you are talking about?"
At this moment, his heart was on fire, and his voice was murderous, but he was really murderous.
"You... you actually killed the great priest?"
Zhuxiu next to him was so frightened that he trembled when he saw this scene.
No one would have thought that this devil would casually kill a Jindan Mahayana without saying a word!
Do you really think this is a beggar on the street or a cabbage in the field
Killed casually
After the shock, there was indescribable anger. Another Jindan Mahayana elder reacted the fastest, and immediately stretched out his sleeves, sacrificed two magic weapons, and shouted at the same time: "Shoot together, quickly catch Under this devil's head, life and death don't matter..."
"kill!"
The surrounding white-clothed monks were not polite to Fang Xing at all, and all of a sudden, they moved their hands at the same time.
"What the hell happened..."
Fang Xingqi's teeth were itchy, his fists were tightly clenched, and he blasted out without saying a word.
For no reason, a burst of anger rose in his heart, and it was the most unbearable anger he could bear...
In the whole Guixu, who else would dare to call himself the leader of the market besides himself
Could it be that since he hasn't returned home for ten years, his surname is no longer Fang